Samaira loves Devyansh. He resorts to black magic and devil worship. A teacher by profession, he had everything, name, fame, riches...all that he needed except the one. What was the one he was searching for? Nobody knew except a few. They formed his core group of confides. His world, a creation of his deception and black magic housed her for a long time, leaving her with many questions unanswered. He did not have any weapon to kill but he still managed to damage her mind, body and reputation beyond any repair. By deception, he created a bad world for her. A world full of greed, lust, anger, betting, prostitution, penchant for gold and foul smell. A magical world of illusions inhabited by tantric practices and other-worldly norms.
Waiting for her release from the magical den, she is cribbed, cabined and confined. It is no peaceful place but a haven contaminated with all things bad and abound with negative energies. Samaira has travelled past dimensions of time and space for a purpose - to lead her life with the anti-social elements of the Universe. Who are these anti-social elements? How will she lead her life with them? What do they want from her? Will they succeed?
Was she an ordinary mortal or an Incarnation?

The Hell Games

“There is no better haven than one’s own self”, thought Xavier, while waiting for Samaira. 


"They have come. Let us meet them", said Catherine. 


"How was your stay in Ahmednagar?" asked Catherine. 


"I want to go to the washroom first", thought Samaira. 


She did not reply and went to her room. Samaira wasn't feeling well with the idea of being played with now and then. 


"She is one strong mind for me", murmured Rita's instrument. But she seems worn out and tired from everything that happened in Ahmednagar. 


"Is our purpose served?" Both Catherine and Xavier enquired from Rita's Instrument who said that the Chandrika's Aks has left this body long time back. It is now Rita's instrument through which others will play their game of food making. 


"Please call me Bela", she said. I like the name. In our world, we don't have names since we are not born. Only our doll was born, hence she has a name with which we play. 


His World